Sound Travels Faster In Darkness

Sound travels faster in Darkness
At the edge of my canopy bed, I parted with my words
With background music
       "Waiting Game", "Hot in Here", "I'm of Fire", "Cherry Wine", "Raspberry 
         Beret" the sounds of time..."time after time"
         Britney here, Lana Del there, Nine Inch over, Backstreet under, lots of 
         Jay-Z, bubbly Beyonce and more Lil Wayne
The Nightingale tunes
The fan turned and the ice-cream dripped
Between your fingers
Your eyes and mine
just looked away
While I talked 

Then darkness at once
Blackout, the music died, the TV went off, the fridge halted, the fan faded, the telephone choked, the streets dimmed, everything quit, blackout, there was darkness
You could see the tail of the devil 

Now I know
Sound travels faster in darkness
My dove could hear, everything, spoken, unspoken
She stole my hand and stalled my heart
With amazing calmness

This morning 
I wrote a note to the county engeneer
Who had messed the transformer
Which burst at night
And went with the light
Thank you, I said
Sound travels faster in darkness
And paid a tip

There were many, silent speakers
Who lined up there, with parcels
To thank the man, Electric Man
Who lost his job
With millions at hand

Our eyes mated 
And we left 
But now we know 
Sound travels faster in darkness
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Wolf Avatar
February 2, 2020 at 7:08 PM
Interesting ink you've formatted here!... And actually, it always has seemed to me that sound does travel faster in darkness. Perception is everything. ~ Junior Psychologist Wannabee
Onyancha Avatar
February 3, 2020 at 1:52 AM
Many thanks Wolf, the mind works in mysterious ways in deed...
Horsman Avatar
January 30, 2020 at 10:22 PM
Interesting poetry, guess about a power cut, as we say, from where i am..loved the reading 2 times, and the clever imagery...
Onyancha Avatar
January 31, 2020 at 1:20 AM
Thanks Harry Horsman for these words.. "Asante" is the swahili version in Kenya
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